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Show sxssyssx55 INDIAN VIEWS By ihe Old Timer I was out in the country yesterday yester-day and this lifting air and clear ringing songs of the birds, sure makes an old feller like I am mighty glad to be here. I was sure plumb pleased with the work going on and the way the spring plowing was coming on. We passed one place where an old timer was out with one of them foot burners we plowed the country under with and I just had to get out and ask for a chance at it again. Your tractor may be derned efficient and it may spread itself out over a pile of country previous to the setting of the sun, but take it from me, there's something dern soul satisfying satis-fying about running an old foot burner on a clear spring morning with a -spanking beautiful team raring to go and the clean, fresh smell of the new turned sod and the birds hopping and singing all over the mellow plowed earth and you right stepping in the new clean furrow and the dew crisp air so blamed clean it burns your soul clear of all petty cares. Gosh I didn't figger for a poet, but derned if this spring air aint turned my head. I was plumb tickled to hear from my old friend and your good friend, F. A. Gross, last Wednesday. Mr. Gross was the Superintendent over to the Fort for a mighty long time some years ago and it seems he just cant find any place as dear to his heart as the Uintah Basin and his friends all sure miss him a heap hereabouts. Well, I aint sure a-bout a-bout what the editor will say a-bout a-bout this, but I think he wont mind and I hope Mr. Gross feels likewise, but her's what he has to say, "For some time I had in mind dropping you a line. Every week we read the"Indian Views by the Oldtimer" in the Roosevelt Roos-evelt Standard and right from the start it sounded like your work. Am I right? The column is good and really interesting to an "Old Timer" who recognizes the names and places mentioned. The Roosevelt Standard keeps us advised on old Basin friends. We shall always have a warm spot in our hearts for the Uintah-Basin. The names of Billy Chapoos, Chalmers Wash.Pawwinnee, Sap-anies Sap-anies and Jasper Cuch and so on brings back pleasant memories. Say "hello" to all the Boys for me." Well now, Mr. Gross, I'm sure plumb tickled to pass on your howdies to all the boys and I'll see that they get your regards personal like. Fred come here a young man and he left here an older one, but he leff a mighty lot of himself back here when he left. We rode lots of miles together to-gether and he's always proved hisself a man to tie to. Saw Jim and Ben Mountain from up around Rock Creek way in town last Monday. They got a small band of sheep apiece and some cattle and they operate from an assignment up there in Rock Creek Canyon that is Just about as pretty a place as you'll find in a long days ride. Last time I vyas up there was last summer sum-mer when they was haying and them meadows sure gave up some rich fat stacks of plumb nice hay. They got a spread any one might be proud of and they sure seem to be proud of it. Guess all men have to have something they own they can be proud of. Well, have to whistle up the old pony and head down the lane, cause its derned near chore time and old Brindle just dont like to be put off too long at milking time, or she holds her milk, so I'll be seeing you. |